Fancy Meeting You Here

Fancy meeting you here
After all these drinks
There's not much to do here
No matter what she thinks
Same stool every evening
She's known by me and all
She'll not think of leaving
'Til the last call for alcohol

She's just a lush
She drinks too much
And nobody will take her home
She drinks too much
She's just a lush
Who drinks alone

One evening last December
It froze and then it snowed
Joe the old bartender
Poured her one more for the road
We all tried to warn her
Then heard the fire bell ring
She didn't see the corner
They say she didn't feel a thing

She's just a lush
She drinks too much
And nobody will take her home
She drinks too much
She's just a lush
Who died alone